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Thank you everyone for the sweet comments about my puppy dog. I miss her so much, but I'm doing better. I work from home and some days I feel sad that I'm truly here by myself. She always seemed to bark at inconvenient times, but now I wish she was here to bark at me.

Just 5 weeks left! No later than 5 weeks from this past Monday (sorry, I'm late getting this up and I don't have a pic to go with it) I will no longer be pregnant and the dream that I worked so hard for will be here and in my arms. Honestly it still doesn't seem real. At my shower on Saturday, someone asked me "when are you due" and I thought she said "what do you do?" because surely no one is asking me a due date? I'm huge and uncomfortable and tired, and have a room full of baby stuff, but sometimes I still don't believe I'm pregnant.

We had 2 showers this weekend, and it is unbelievable how generous everyone was. We are truly blessed to have the family, friends and church family that we have. I want to say more about the showers, but they deserve their own posts, so I will wait until I have the pics from Sunday's which my friend Anna had to take since my camera battery went out and post then.

Everything is going well at my monitoring appointments. She's a little bigger than the internet says she should be for the week I'm in. She was in the 44% percentile for weight which I liked. Then she jumped up to 5 lbs 8 oz last week. The Dr says this is only the 75% percentile and he was actually really happy about it. One concern with thrombophylia is that the placenta will not do it's job and the baby won't grow correctly. Apparently my placenta is doing fine. This is great, but I do NOT want a 9lb baby. 7 lbs sounds good to me. I guess this is something we don't really get to decide though, so I'm trying not to worry about it to much.

I’m 34 weeks!!

Baby’s Size: Baby Beavers is the size of a Cantaloupe

Weight Gain/Loss: up 12 lbs.

Maternity Clothes: I broke down and bought a few more maternity things, some tank tops, one shirt and a pair of white pants. I would like to have a few more pairs of these pants, but it seems silly to buy them to wear for 5 weeks. Still mostly maternity jeans and big shirts though.

Symptoms: Stuffy nose, restless legs, very tired, heartburn has kicked in with a vengenance. I can't eat much and certain foods really bother me (citrus, spicy, and rich foods), lots of pressure and false contractions.

Foods I’m Loving: I wouldn’t say I’m loving them, but I can eat rice, biscuits and milk, and plain pasta without having heartburn too bad.

Foods I’m Hating: The last couple of weeks I've been able to cook raw meat, not hating to many things, just not able to eat a lot at once.

Sleep: I'm not sleeping good, there's just no other way to say it. I can't get comfortable at all. No my body pillow doesn't help. Thank goodness this part doesn't last long.

Gender: It’s a GIRL!!!

What I Miss: Sleep, Wine, being comfortable and eating good food!!!

What I’m Looking Forward To: Not being pregnant.

Milestones: We had our maternity pics done and 2 baby showers. There aren't any more big milestones, just getting her here!

Emotions: I feel so overwhelmed by the generosity of our friends and family towards baby Quinn. We have everything we could ever need, plus lots more. I'm getting nervous about the birth itself, worrying about being off the blood thinners so I can have an epidural.

My wonderful photographer already has some pictures up on her blog!!!! You can go here to check them out:

Morgan Trinker Photography

Of course I'm prejudiced, but I think they are AMAZING!!!

Today was a very bittersweet day. We had our maternity pictures taken this morning and it turned out so well. We did some outdoor shots then we went to the cutest little ice cream shop that was painted all pink and green and took some really cute shots there. I can't wait to see the pics.

This afternoon though, was so so sad. After 14 years with me, my sweet black lab named Cheyenne had to go to doggy heaven. She's been going downhill for a while. She had some sort of mammary tumor that's huge and she's been struggling with walking for a while. Last week she just got to where she couldn't walk up the deck stairs at all. She wouldn't even try. A few weeks ago she actually feel down the stairs a couple of times and I was worried about her falling and breaking something. Her back right leg started swelling last week and I was afraid it might be broken, but then the left one did the same thing and she could hardly stand. The vet said edema like that means something is really wrong. She just had so many things wrong.

I really struggled with whether to do this or not. Everyone kept saying you'll know when it's time, but I don't buy that because I don't think anytime would have been the right time. It was super suprising at how quick it goes. It took less than 15 seconds from the time he did the injection. And then I balled while I hugged her and totally didn't notice my poor husband who teared up too I was so self involved.

Cheyenne's the black one on the right. She's focused on her ball in this picture. She loved to chase her ball and wouldn't even go get it anymore. She was such a sweet and wonderful dog and I know I'm going to miss her so much. I hope she went to doggy heaven where they have lakes to swim in, balls to fetch and feed all the doggies the ice cream she loved.

Well, my little belly is no longer little. It has really really popped. I've done very good weight wise, but when Chris took my pic today I was surprised at how big my belly looks. I've also gotten one stretch mark, which I'm greatly upset about. It's small and really low, but I'm worried about the growing I have left to do.

I only have 7 weeks left and while that doesn't seem like that long, it also kinda seems like forever. I'm getting to the anxious, antsy part where I'm just ready for her to be here and for this to be over. Don't get me wrong, I'm still an infertile and so very grateful to actually BE pregnant. But pregnancy is not fun like I thought it would be. I just can't relax and enjoy it, I worry about every little thing.

I've had some contractions, mostly false contractions, but starting this week I'll be monitored twice per week to make sure she looks good, fluid levels are good and if my cervix is changing. I love my Dr. I think this will help me be more calm. I'll be switching from the Lovenox to the Heparin in just a couple of weeks and I'm dreading the twice per day shots. More than that I'm worried that I won't get to have an epidural. I'm just not that in to a drug free birth and I'm getting really nervous about it.

The nursery is almost done and I promise to post pics soon. I ordered a decal for the wall off ETSY and it was a little too small. The artist offered to make it bigger for me so I'm just waiting to get that back from her so I can hang things on the walls and I need my Mom to iron the curtians (yes, I know I could do it, but I want her to do it! ha!) and everything is done in there.

Below is a pic of my ginormous belly!